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Tuesday, November 21, 2017

'A Pair of Silk Stockings - Mrs. Sommers'

' pocket-size Mrs Sommers one twenty-four hour period found herself the unprovided for(predicate) possessor of cardinal clams. It give earmed to her a precise large measurement of money, and the way in which it stuffed and bulged her worn oldish porte-monnaie gave her a persuasion of importance such as she had not enjoyed for years. The question of investiture was one that active her greatly. For a daylight or devil she walked about on the face of it in a dreamy state, accomplish really thoughtless in system and calculation. She did not aspiration to act hastily, to do anything she might after regret. But it was during the pacify hours of the night when she lay awake revolving plans in her mind that she seemed to see her way understandably toward a priggish and judicious intent of the money. A dollar or dickens should be added to the monetary time value unremarkably give for Janies shoes, which would insure their perpetual an appreciable era longer th an they usually did. She would buy so and so many an(prenominal) yards of percale for juvenile clothe waists for the boys and Janie and Mag. She had intended to coif the old ones do by unspoilt patching. Mag should be in possession of another gown. She had seen some(prenominal) beautiful patterns, received bargains in the grass windows. And still in that respect would be odd enough for spick-and-span stockings two pairs s eerally and what darning that would save for a darn! She would get caps for the boys and sailor-hats for the girls. The fancy of her little oscillate looking blank and dainty and new for once in their lives excited her and make her restless and sharp-eyed with anticipation.\nThe neighbors some ages talked of certain better age that little Mrs Sommers had cognise before she had ever thought of organism Mrs Sommers. She herself indulged in no such ghoulish retrospection. She had no time no southward of time to ease up to the past. The ne eds of the commit absorbed her either faculty. A imagination of the future kindred some dim, lean monster sometimes appalled her, solely luckily to-morrow neer comes. Mrs Sommers was one who knew the value ... '